The end of the road
After six years, 120 shows, nine releases, three bass players and two drummers, it was time
to move on. The truth is, the whole indie-rock game was really wearing on me. The joy of
playing music was being overtaken by the hassle of booking shows, distributing records, and
promoting the band. In addition, I was becoming demoralized. In the beginning, the fact that no
one cared or paid attention to our band was sort of invigorating: we had a "we'll show them"
attitude. But after years of playing to empty rooms, no one knowing who the hell we were, and
not selling any records -- and through all of that trying to hold the band together through a
zillion line-up changes, the heartache just became to much. In short, it wasn't fun anymore.
When we got home from a short tour in December, I called up Jon and Jerry and told them I
didn't want to do it anymore. I felt that I had done all the things an underground punk-rock band
was supposed to do and none of them had worked. I didn't start the band wanting to be a rock
star, but at some point I hoped to acheive a level respect and notoriety. (I think most young
bands want these things whether they admit it or not.) In retrospect that was pretty naive and
misguided. I lost sight of what excited me about music in the beginning and got sucked into
clawing my way up the indie-rock ladder. I kept waiting to see what would happen after the next
tour, the next record, the next industry contact... I think I realized about a year ago, that I was
getting tired with the whole scene. I was spending all this time promoting the band and still no
one knew who we were or gave a shit. I was spending more time on the phone and doing
promotion than I was playing guitar, for Christ sakes.
I learned a lot in LBWI. I definitely became a better musician and songwriter. I guess I wish I
had toured a lot more early on. I learned that the reason to do music is because you love it, not
because you want to "make it." Yeah, I'd probablly do it all over again, against my better
Thanks to the few who helped us along the way. You were the reason I lasted as long as I did.
Life goes on
I've got a lot of stuff I want to do, but right now I'm concentrating on another band I've been
playing with for about two years. P'Elvis is an all-instrumental band with bass, drums, guitar,
and saxophone. The bottom end is vaguely math-rock -- solid with starts, stops, shifts, and
changes. I make a lot of odd guitar sounds, feedback, and ambience. Our sax player makes
crazy Coltrane-esque sounds over the top. Some songs are angular Chicago/Touch&Go-styled
rock with Eric Dolphy-isms over the top and others are long drawn-out ambient/mood pieces.
Jon has also been playing in band that used to be just a side project. I think they're called
OMN these days. It's noisy, math rock with squealing guitars and far away Chicago-ey vocals.
Jerry's other band, Drive By Wendy, broke up about the same time Pound WI did and he's now
back in art school.
Most of this diatribe came from an interview I did with Ontario Music.
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